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Woman decapitated, I read in the papers today. That sounded like me, I thought later, when he smiled at me over breakfast, that swift small arc of white scything toward me: a clean lop. There should be pungent light, geysers of red, a plump thump like a deflated basketball hitting the tarmac, but there was only him. Post a comment in response: |
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